Chapter 505 The Cannon Fodder Vase in the Manipulative Article (18)

Before Jiang Lai could speak, Xiao He choked up first.

"It's only a few mouthfuls and you can't eat it anymore. Didn't you say that these are all good things? What's the matter? I gave you a good thing today, and you still hate it?"

Aunt Zhao stretched her neck and tried to swallow the sticky and rotten pigskin in her mouth, her old face flushed and she continued to argue.

"The old slave can eat these good things when he is old, princess, what do you mean by this? The old slave watched you grow up, and now he comes here with you. You didn't want the old slave by doing this. life!"

Seeing her snot and tears dripping together, Jiang Lai knocked on the plate in front of him and couldn't help but smile.

"Aunt Zhao, if you didn't think about the fact that you brought me up since childhood, do you think you are still alive to sit here and eat the dishes you cooked?"

Aunt Zhao was shocked when she heard this, her legs softened like noodles, and she fell to her knees with a plop.

"Prince, what kind of beheading mistake did this old slave make?"

Dead ducks have tough mouths.

Jiang Lai slowly slapped a deed of prostitution on the table.

"Is this your son's?"

Aunt Zhao can't read many words, but she still recognizes the deed of prostitution and her son's name.

She raised her head abruptly, panic was visible in her eyes.

"Prince Concubine...Prince Concubine, you come to me for everything, and it has nothing to do with my son!"

"I understand. I'm not the unreasonable master. It's just that your son is still working as a servant in my house. You dare to betray the master. You pushed your son into the fire pit yourself. What does it have to do with me?" ?”

Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhao rolled her eyes crazily and finally let go of her mouth completely.

Jiang Lai must have known everything when he said that, and no matter how hard he talked, it would only make the situation worse.

"The old slave deserves to die, and the old slave's death is not a pity! Your lord, the princess, should spare me a lot. Even if you cut off the old slave's head, the old slave will never complain."

Xiao He stared.

"Why do you cry for injustice? Whose slave are you? The Jiang family raised you, your man, and your son, daughter-in-law, and grandson. Three generations of food and lodging belong to our young lady. How dare you turn your elbows out, you old man! Damn it!"

In Xiao He's eyes, there is no more serious crime than treason in the world.

Aunt Zhao didn't dare to raise her head when she was being scolded, because she had indeed taken other people's money, and prepared some fatty meat and sweets for Jiang Lai as ordered.

"Prince Concubine, please spare me, you can do whatever you want me to do, please spare my life!"

Seeing that Aunt Zhao was about to cry, Jiang Lai put his index finger to his mouth.

"Shh, it's late at night, don't disturb others to rest."

As he spoke, Jiang Lai yawned.

"Continue to prepare food for me according to what she said."

"This old slave doesn't dare anymore, this old slave really..."

"Shut up, do whatever I tell you to do, the lives of your children and grandchildren are in my hands, be obedient, I can leave them a way out."

Now Aunt Zhao didn't dare to say anything.

"In addition to preparing meals for me, don't you also prepare meals for others? Do as I say, and add what you add to my meals every day to that person's meals. Do you hear me?"

Aunt Zhao is omniscient now, she nodded repeatedly for fear that Jiang Lai would repent, and in a fit of rage she dragged her out and beat her to death.

After realizing it later, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

It turned out that the imperial concubine knew that he added extra medicine to her meals every day.

I thought I could hide it just now, but unexpectedly, she knows everything...

Now Aunt Zhao was completely honest, and all those small thoughts before were crushed to death, so she dared to do as Jiang said.

Early the next morning, Zhao Ziyan got up and started jogging in the yard, because the yard was surrounded by evergreen trees, walking in it was like walking in the forest.

After running back, the maidservant has prepared hot water. Zhao Ziyan has become more and more used to this kind of wooden barrel bath. Soaking here every morning to remove moisture will make her body healthier.

After taking a bath, half an hour later, I started to have breakfast.

Her breakfast has always been carefully matched. According to her requirements, protein plus vegetables, supplemented with coarse grains as the staple food.

This one is the same, boiled beef in white water, and japonica rice porridge.

In the ancient times when she seldom ate beef, Zhao Ziyan still had to eat some every day, because it was high-quality protein, which would allow her to supplement enough nutrients when she was full, and finally maintain a shapely figure.

"Miss, this fruit...is not fresh."

Looking at the grapes brought over by the servant girl, Zhao Ziyan frowned.

"Why is there only this kind?"

The ends of the grapes scattered on a plate were black, and the skins were dull and wrinkled. At first glance, they looked like defective products torn from grape bunches, and all the grapes were brought to her on a plate.

Seeing the obvious displeasure on Zhao Ziyan's face, the maid quickly explained.

"I heard from the cook that that's all there is."

"Aren't these purchased every day? Why are these the only ones left? What about the fresh ones?"

Zhao Ziyan was dissatisfied.

The fruits that the mansion buys every day are all fresh, picked and delivered, and the rest are distributed to the messy women in the backyard.

This one looks like she was picked by someone else to keep it for her!

The maid did not dare to speak, anyone with a discerning eye could tell, she was picked out by others.

Zhao Ziyan pushed the plate away.

"Take it down and throw it away."

What a waste to throw away, it's just that it's not fresh, and it's not that it can't be eaten.

The maid muttered to herself, but she still took it out as she said, but it was another matter.

Zhao Ziyan became more and more dissatisfied after not eating fresh fruit for a day.

It's not that she needs these things too much, she just wants to know whose stomach the things that should belong to her have now gone into.

But she doesn't have the right to speak about the matters in the yard. From the outside, she is just a female doctor, so she can only talk to Chu Yunxuan about these matters.

It was just for a piece of fruit, Chu Yunxuan frowned upon hearing this.

"It's just a plate of grapes, you can buy it after you want to eat it."

"It's just a plate of grapes? Where did the fresh ones go? Isn't that enough to explain the problem?"

Chu Yunxuan was worrying about the affairs of the court, and he felt irritated when he heard the other party's questioning and refusing to budge an inch.

"Then what do you think? Who do you think is the problem? Is it possible that I still have to take care of the grapes in the backyard?"

A portion of grapes is nothing more than worth the fuss?

Zhao Ziyan stared at him with wide eyes, she looked a little colder in this way, who was already too dark-eyed.

"Chu Yunxuan, you don't care about me anymore."

"Just because you didn't have fresh grapes in the morning?"

Chu Yunxuan just found it unreasonable.

He has so many important national affairs to deal with, but now he is discussing a plate of grapes.

Now that he is no longer the fragile and sensitive abandoned prince in the cold palace, how can he have time to think about a woman's mind.

(End of this chapter)

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